I've enjoyed all of the tributes to Pres. Hinckley that have been posted on the blogs of my friends, and I wanted to add one to mine. My sister-in-law emailed this lovely poem that I thought was so appropriate and very likely true. A wonderful reflection of a great man. I was sad for those of us left behind when I first learned of his death Sunday evening, but so happy for him. I certainly thank the Lord for the life and example of this beloved Prophet.
I imagine he's running to Marjorie now,
Yes, running, not waving his cane.
I see him embracing his father and mother
While they keep repeating his name.
I see him now meeting his forebears,
Brother Brigham and Joseph are there.
Sweet reunion of prophets, united by service
That only such noble men share.
I see him embraced by the Savior
While Father says, "Good and well done.
So faithful in stalwart endurance, I welcome
My noble, most excellent son."
I then hear the ripples of laughter
As he says the reception's just fine,
But he hopes that he'll get an assignment or two
Since there's no need to waste any time.
I can hear his clear voice in the stillness
At the close of this sweet Sabbath day,
Have faith and move forward - there's work to be done.
President Hinckley would want it that way.
Anna M. MolgardJanuary 27, 2008